There is no trembling in your hand Vysotsky - translation to English by Yefim Zhuk

When water is freezing at dusk
Camp fire – impossible task
The night’s never ending its charm
And everything waits for alarm

There is no trembling in your hand
It’s time to climb
No scary thoughts about the land
Below, the lake looks like a dime

And there is nothing that can stop
Excitement in your heart
There are no summits in the world
Which are too hard

So many ways, all start from home
Yours is unique to launch
Your destination is unknown
Your trails – untouched

. Your peak is waiting and its ice
Dark Blue on red
It does not look like paradise
Cold knife – deep in sunset